if i had my own little vegetarian restaurant, we would be closed today. i am sick. i would call annette, who bakes the zucchini cakes, and i would say, "i'm sorry annette. we ought to close today. i am sick, and the place just isn't the same when i'm not around." annette would sadly nod and flip the sign in the shop window. "closed." the boy in the
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